The autumn wind blows through Yingshui.

The confrontation between Sima Yi and Wang Ling lasted for a month.

However, the north and the south are completely different.

The fortress in the north is dense, like a prostrate tiger with its ears muzzled, and there is a faint murderous atmosphere.

The scouts and cavalry coming and going all followed military orders.

The infantry lined up in formation and never slackened off.

Although there were continuous forts in the south, the soldiers had no intention of fighting and gathered together casually.

With each passing day, this laxity becomes more severe.

Over the past month, Wang Ling has become increasingly depressed and hesitant among the many promises made by Sima Yi and Luoyang.

And every three days, Sima Yi would send an envoy to check on Wang Ling's health, bring some warm and tonic medicine, or send some food, wine and meat to the Huainan camp, saying that the emperor would reward the Huainan soldiers.

Soft knives are sometimes more effective than real knives.

Wang Ling soon discovered that his morale had sunk to rock bottom.

But there is absolutely no way to change it.

The name of Emperor Cao Wei made him very difficult to guard against.

"This battle can no longer be fought. My father cannot control Luoyang and clear the emperor's side. He cannot support the King of Chu to advance Xudu. He cannot fight decisively in one go. The army is hesitant. It has become a situation of success or failure. Beiying He has cultivated his minions and secretly harbored murderous intentions. If he attacks me, how can my father defend me?" Wang Feixiao warned him heartbroken.

Several knowledgeable people in the army kept leaving, which made Wang Feixiao feel a huge crisis.

But from the beginning, Wang Ling never thought about meeting Sima Yi with swordsmanship.

In yesterday's letter, Sima Yi confessed that he was feeling unwell day by day and was too dizzy to see. He sincerely requested Wang Ling to come to the court to help the Wei Dynasty and save the Huainan soldiers from the suffering of the soldiers.

Sima Yi is seventy-two, and Wang Ling will soon enter the year of the Zang Dynasty, but he feels that his health is okay.

"There is a Huainan naval force that has set up camp along the Ying River. If they attack us, with water and land dependent on each other, Zhongda will be defeated." Wang Ling is also a man who knows how to fight, and of course he is also on guard against Sima Yi.

But as he got older, his ears became softer, and he couldn't extricate himself from the praise of Sima Yi and the nobles in Luoyang.

Many people's temperaments change drastically as they age.

From decisiveness to hesitation, from wisdom to confusion.

"Sima Yi used troops so deceitfully, how could he attack head-on? Cao Shuang believed in Sima Yi back then and surrendered his military power. The three tribes were wiped out. My father must not be confused!"

"How can a father be like Cao Shuang? My son can rest assured that the confrontation with Zhongda now is also for the long-term interests of my Wang family." Wang Ling was extremely confident.

While the father and son were talking, the scout suddenly rushed from the south. As soon as he got off his horse, he rushed into the Chinese camp.

"Lieutenant, something bad happened. Zhuge Dan, the governor of Yangzhou, raised troops in Hefei to attack Shouchun!"

"What!" Wang Feihu's eyes were splitting, "I knew this thief had evil intentions!"

Wang Ling slumped down on the couch.

I no longer have the confidence I had just now.

Shouchun is its rear area, and all the army's food and grass are supplied from it.

When Wang Ling first raised his army, he also invited Zhuge Dan again and again.

Unexpectedly, Zhuge Dan neither agreed nor refused.

The Wang family and the Zhuge family were originally related by marriage, and Zhuge Dan was an old friend of General Cao Shuang. He was a close friend of Xia Houxuan. Even if they did not raise troops together, at least they would not stab him in the back.

The gentry has its own set of rules.

Regardless of the outcome of this battle, Zhuge Dan is the winner and there is absolutely no need to end the battle personally.

Cold sweat broke out on Wang Ling's face.

He believed too much in the rules of the gentry, but he didn't know that Sima Yi was the breaker of the rules.

There are four sons, Wang Mingshan, stationed in Shouchun. It is just an isolated city. How long can it be defended?

As soon as the news of Shouchun's siege came, Wang Ling's army would collapse immediately.

With Sima Yi watching, it was impossible for him to return to defense.

As soon as the Southern Army moved, the Northern Army took advantage of the situation to cover up and kill...

"You bold thief who lied about the military situation should be executed!" Wang Feixiao drew his sword in his hand and slashed it down.

Before the scout understood what was going on, the head fell to the ground with a surprised expression.

Wang Fei's beard and hair were all spread out. He glanced at his father with his head in his hand and strode out of the tent. "The old thief Sima and his son are holding the emperor hostage and causing harm to the country. Those who are willing to go to the national disaster should follow me to fight against him!"

The autumn wind suddenly felt a bit chilly.

And there was inexplicable sadness in Wang Feixiao's shouts.

Most of the soldiers are still lazy.

However, the Wang family and his son have been guarding Huainan for more than ten years, and there are still loyal people.

Four to five hundred people gathered around Wang Feixiao.

"When I kill the national traitors, I will share the wealth and honor with you!" Wang Feixiao had to promise.

More than a hundred people joined.

The other people's eyes were evasive.

Great sadness welled up in my heart, the Wang family was defeated like this...

Wang Feixiao mounted his horse and raised his long spear to the north, "How can a man just sit back and wait for death?"

The last words were addressed to the people in the Chinese army's tent.

Wang Ling has been sitting blankly.

Since the Han and Wei dynasties, the Sima family has actually been a second-rate gentry.

His Wang family is the top family.

There were loud shouts of death outside the tent, the sound of horse hooves, loud shouts, and crashing sounds gradually came.

But it only lasted for just half an hour.

After half an hour, all the sounds stopped.

Another half an hour later, Jia Chong brought Wang Feixiao's body to Wang Ling, with a look of sorrow on his face, "I express my condolences to my uncle. The Grand Tutor will petition the Emperor to pardon my brother and grant him the posthumous title of Zhuanghou!"

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Those who were postulated as Zhuanghou in Cao Wei successively included Zhang He, Xu Huang, Cao Xiu, Xu Chu, Wenpin, and Pang De.

All are famous generals.

Wang Ling was silent for a long time.

Jia Chong said slowly: "Sima Gong is still waiting for uncle's reply."

Wang Ling let out a long sigh, picked up a pen and a piece of paper, and wrote a letter of apology in humble words.

Jia Chong's eyes fell on the last few sentences, "...I know this is the crime of being a barbarian. My parents are the ones who gave birth to me, and my son is the one who lives me."

The great captain of a country actually begged Sima Yi for his life with humility.

At this moment, Jia Chong's heart was filled with contempt for Wang Ling, and he was even more in awe of Sima Yi.

After Wang Ling finished writing the letter, he ordered the people belonging to the king to return the seal and ribbon of the governor of Yangzhou and the ceremonial guard of the false festival ax.

After moving to the Northern Army's camp, Sima Yi personally untied him in front of both the Northern and Southern armies and handed back the seals, ribbons and ceremonial guards.

The morale boosted by Wang Feixiao's heroic death was evaporated again.

He slowly put down his weapons and walked out of the south camp, only to be controlled by the Northern Army.

Sima Yi immediately pardoned the crimes of the Huainan soldiers and ordered the young and strong men to return to their homes.

Above the Yingshui River, cheers of gratitude echoed through the sky.

Most people were pardoned, except Wang Ling.

After the Huainan Army returned and surrendered, Wang Ling could not even see Sima Yi's face.

Wang Ling was uneasy and couldn't calm down. He asked to see him many times but was turned away. He had to shout outside the tent: "You only need to summon me with a broken abbreviation. How dare I not be evil? Why bring in the army?"

Sima Yi laughed in the tent: "You are not a guest who breaks the bamboo slips!"

Wang Lingru fell into an ice cave. In the past two days, Sima Yi had been talking about cooperating with the government and supporting the Wei Dynasty, but he betrayed his promise in the blink of an eye.

"Fail me!" Wang Ling's shout suddenly became extremely miserable.

After a long time, Sima Yi's voice came slowly, "I would rather betray the king than the country!"

At this moment, he suddenly felt the despair of Cao Shuang.

The next day, Wang Ling was escorted by 600 cavalry to Luoyang.

The last knife was not cut off, and people still had a trace of luck.

Wang Ling asked the escorting general for the nails to nail the coffin. The general quickly reported to Sima Yi, and Sima Yi immediately sent him the nails and a pair of poison.

Wang Ling took poison in front of the Jia Kui Temple and shouted before his death: "I will be eighty years old and my reputation will be destroyed!"

In the middle of August of the first year of Jiaping, Wang Ling, the Taifu of Wei, committed suicide by taking poison.

Sima Yi led his army to Shouchun, hunted down Wang Ling's accomplices, and investigated the matter thoroughly. All the related people were the Yi tribe, and there were three thousand corpses floating on the Huai River, including old, weak, women, and children.

They also sent infantry and cavalry into Taiyuan and Ping'a, captured the Wang family and the Linghu family, and killed them in the city.

He ordered the death of King Cao Biao of Chu, and sent the kings of the Cao family to Luoyang for strict supervision.

Wang Ling was sent to Linghu Yu's tomb, the coffin was dissected, and the corpse was exposed in a nearby city for three days, and his seal and ribbon were burned to make him a court official.

In the Huainan Rebellion, Sima Yi only sent troops for three months to defeat Wang Ling.

Except for Wang Feixiao, who suffered more than 300 casualties when he charged into the battle formation, he was almost without a single blow.
Chapter completed!